Welcome to erotica, erotic romance author G.E. Stills

G.E. Stills lives in the southwest with a loving wife two dogs and a
cat. He has grown children with children of their own. In his younger
years at school his teachers told him he had a vivid imagination if they
could just read his writing. His long hand was/is terrible. Tongue in
cheek, he blames it on being left handed and is very thankful for modern
day word processors. While raising and providing for his family he
didn’t write for many years. Now that his children are grown he spends
much of his time in front of his computer monitor. In his spare time he
likes camping and cruising on a nearby lake in his pleasure boat.
He heeds the call of the many characters that pop into his mind and
demand to have their stories put in print. Their tales are both serious
and humorous. A multi-published author his stories cover many genres
including contemporary romance, paranormal romance and science fiction.
His stories are both erotic and non-erotic in nature. G.E. is the leader
of a local writers group and in addition hosts a meeting of his own
locally on fiction writing bi-monthly.

Although G.E. Stills writes some stories that are non-erotic
most of them are. It is a safe bet that all of them will contain romance though
and more than likely action. His female characters are strong, sexy and usually
couldn't care less what others think of them.

He loves hearing from readers or fellow authors and can be
reached at any of these links.

Gail is a very frightened lady. She is getting death threats over the
phone and someone has been in her house while she was at work. In
desperation she employs Jeff, a PI-bodyguard, for protection and to find
the one or ones responsible. During the course of their first
face-to-face meeting Gail informs him she is a witch. He makes light of
her revelation but soon discovers she is serious in her claim.

She
accuses him of being cocky but she discovers he is not just bragging.
He is very good at his job. From the start they find each other mutually
attractive physically and a short time later, in personality.

Despite
his vow to himself to resist, Jeff finds himself more attracted to her
every day they spend together. Gail, for her part, does not make his
resistance easy. She torments and teases him continuously.

Despite
his protection, will she be killed or will he find the ultimate source
of the threats? How will he deal with it if he does?

Read an excerpt:

"Stay here and keep
low," Jeff growled again at the terrified and now fully awake Gail.

He crawled across the floor,
grabbed an extra magazine and peeked outside just in time to see two men
scrambling into a car. One of the men was holding his chest and staggering. For
just a moment, the streetlight illuminated them and Jeff saw both were wearing
police uniforms. At first glance, the car appeared to be a police cruiser but
to his educated eye it was not. It was the wrong make and model. Both men
scrambled into the auto and it sped away, tires squealing.

Jeff leapt to his feet and began
to shoot at the receding car. The loud reports of his gun shattered the early
morning stillness. Jeff's lips tightened in satisfaction when he saw the back
window of the fleeing car explode into tiny pieces. Bullets continued to pepper
the car as he emptied his entire twelve round clip into it. The car rounded the
corner and was lost to view. Without even thinking, Jeff ejected the spent
magazine, slid in a fresh one and chambered a round.

He turned just in time to be
assaulted by the terrified woman who threw herself into his arms. He held the
still smoking pistol away from her while wrapping his free arm around her.
"I thought I told you to stay put and stay down," he growled. His
voice softened. "Are you ok?"

"Yes, at least I think so.
Are you?"

"I'm fine," he started
then noticed she was completely nude. Gently, he forced her back into the
house. Lights in the neighborhood had begun to come on.

"Get dressed. I'm sure we're
going to have company soon," he said in a calm voice that belied his
actual feelings at seeing her this way.

Gail looked down at herself and
her eyes filled with horror when she realized she was nude. With a tiny shriek,
she placed one arm over her breasts and a hand over her sex. She dashed across
the living room, into her bedroom and closed the door. He shook his head and
grinned.

Sleeping with her is a draining experience... For hundreds of years
Carina has killed those she is intimate with by draining their life
force. That is her purpose, she is a succubus. When she meets Garron her
life changes. She discovers she can allow those she is intimate with to
live by only draining part of their life force. Being with him awakens
something inside her that has been dormant for many years–– emotions.
Her life is changed, but not everyone is happy about the new Carina.

Read an excerpt:

The woman returned and took a
seat. Carina spilled her drink intentionally and scooted her chair back.
"Crap," she said loud enough to be heard over the background music.
The legs of her chair scrapped over the floor. Carina stood abruptly before the
spilled drink could reach her. Both the man and the blonde looked her way. Just
for a second the woman's blue-eyed gaze fixed to hers. That was all it took.

Make excuses and leave, Carina
mentally ordered her. And don't touch that drink. A cocktail server appeared
with a towel in hand and started mopping up the spilled drink. Carina stood beside
her table and dismissed the waitress, listening instead to the couple's words.

"I'm sorry Ken. While in the
bathroom I remembered I have an important meeting at work tomorrow morning, I
can't afford to miss it. Maybe a rain check?" she asked.

Carina could see the visible
disappointment wash across Ken's face. His words belied his feelings. "I
understand Marcie. You have that rain check."

Marcie glanced at her watch. She
scooted her chair back and stood. "It's time for me to go. Bye Ken. I had a
great time." Marcia strode toward the exit while Ken watched.

Now to focus his attention on me.
"Sorry I made such a mess." She said to the cocktail server. "I feel
like such a fuckin klutz."

"No problem Miss. All
cleaned up," the server said. "Can I get you another drink?"

Carina hesitated for a moment
deciding. Never taking her eyes from Ken she told the waitress, "No, I
think this time I'll have a Screaming Orgasm. Maybe more than one." Her
chuckle was deep and filled with lust.

That certainly grabbed his
attention. Carina smiled at him and he returned it with a huge grin. From the
corner of her eye she saw the server follow her gaze. "I'm sure you
will," she whispered then louder she said. "I'll be right back with
your order." She walked away.

Carina sat. Using the pretext of
turning in her seat, she spread her legs wide. Her skirt rose higher exposing
the soft inner skin of her creamy thighs and the tiny white patch of material
that barely covered her core. Her smile widened at Ken's hard swallow.

Ken rose and glided over to her
table like a vulture closing on its prey. But this prey consumes vultures. She
grinned up into his face.

"Mind if I sit?" She
noticed him already sliding the chair back confidently as he asked. He placed
his half full drink on the table.

"Please do."

"My name is Ken, and
yours?"

"Carina. Nice to meet you
Ken." She leaned forward resting her arms on the table giving him her full
attention. Her top dipped open providing him an even better view of her breasts
and making him aware the she did not wear a bra. She was certain he could see
at least the tops of her dusky red areolas.

She broke into his thoughts.
"I couldn't help overhearing. Sorry Marcie had to leave Ken."
Carina's words drew his attention to her face.

Smooth talker. Reel him in Carina
reel him in. "Thank you. You're very handsome yourself. I could easily get
lost in your deep brown ones. Makes me think of chocolate and I love
chocolate." She licked her lips. "Yum Yum."

The waitress returned with her
order. Turning to Ken she asked. "Did she leave?"

"Yes," Ken answered.

"Okay." On her way
leaving the waitress picked up the doctored drink from the empty table.

Carina took a sip of her drink. They
spent an hour in casual conversation. The musky scent of her arousal wafted up
from between her legs. She could almost see it undulate across the table, curl
around Ken and envelope him completely. He licked his lips as if he could taste
her aroma. The entire time she watched him undress her with his eyes over and
over. At last she said what she was certain he was thinking.

"Shall we dispense with the
small talk and say what's really on our minds?" she asked.

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